25
Oct

Dr. Seward's Diary

25 October, Noon

No news yet of
the ship's arrival. Mrs. Harker's hypnotic report this morning was the same as
usual, so it is possible that we may get news at any moment. We men are all in
a fever of excitement, except Harker, who is calm. His hands are cold as ice,
and an hour ago I found him whetting the edge of the great Ghoorka knife which
he now always carries with him. It will be a bad lookout for the Count if the
edge of that "Kukri" ever touches his throat, driven by that stern,
ice-cold hand!

Van Helsing and I were a little alarmed about Mrs. Harker
today. About noon she got into a sort of lethargy which we did not like. Although
we kept silence to the others, we were neither of us happy about it. She had been
restless all the morning, so that we were at first glad to know that she was sleeping.
When, however, her husband mentioned casually that she was sleeping so soundly
that he could not wake her, we went to her room to see for ourselves. She was
breathing naturally and looked so well and peaceful that we agreed that the sleep
was better for her than anything else. Poor girl, she has so much to forget that
it is no wonder that sleep, if it brings oblivion to her, does her good.